Chapter 172 Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Chapter 172
Amber
I tried to reach for him again, desperate to run my fingers through his hair, to touch any part of him I could. 
He caught the ribbon and pinned my hands higher, then bit down on the soft skin where my neck met my shoulder hard enough to make me cry out.
“This is what you get for not obeying me,” he growled against the mark he had left and then ran his tongue over it to soothe the ache.
“Please, let me touch you. I might not even be alive tomorrow…”
He cut the words off with another deep, claiming kiss. When he pulled back his eyes were blazing.
“I won’t let you die. Not when I plan to tie you to my bed like this every night for the rest of your life.”
The rough and absolute promise pushed me over the edge. 
I feared he would make me wait, refuse to let me have my orgasm but he only gripped my hips and brought his mouth closer to my entrance.
“Come all over my face, Red.”
Pleasure detonated low in my core and ripped through me in hard, shaking waves. 
I came with a broken cry, walls clenching around his fingers, thighs trembling violently around his hips. 
He worked me through it, fingers still moving, mouth still at my throat, until the last spasms began to fade.
I expected him to stop, or at least to slow down.
He did neither.
“Wh-what are you…doing?” 
I struggled to speak, a thin sheen of sweat coating my body.
He usually ate me clean then would find his release soon and I would be a mass of bones and jelly. 
But tonight he didn’t seem to have that thought in mind.
Damian didn’t answer. I had just had my first orgasm and my body was still shaking when he slid down my body, shoved my thighs wider, and put his mouth on me. 
“You are going to come for me. Again.”
“Again?”
I stared at him in shock. I had no energy to do that. Hell, I had just gotten what I wanted through pure spite and willpower.
“And again…and again…”
My eyes widened even further. He couldn’t be serious. 
He couldn’t leave me so weak and sore when he kept mentioning the hunt every few seconds.
“...until I squeeze every last drop out of you”
I gulped and looked him in the eye. 
He was dead serious.
“I…dont think…I can” I panted.
“You will” He said with no hesitation and no doubt.
I shuddered as his mouth lowered and the first long, slow lick through my oversensitive folds made me sob.
He hummed in approval at the taste of me and then proceeded to bite and suck on the sensitive folds, tongue thrusting inside me, lips sealing around my clit and sucking hard, two fingers sliding back in to stretch me open while he worked. 
I was still coming down from the first orgasm and he was already building the next one, forcing my body higher before it had fully recovered. 
My bound hands flexed helplessly above my head. My hips tried to twist away from the overwhelming sensation and he simply pinned them down with one knee and kept going.
I couldn’t believe my body was already gearing up for the second arousal so fast.
Had he mixed something in that herbal tonic? 
My hair was half plastered to the pillow, half flying around as my knees buckled.
“You are doing great, Red”
He purred against my thighs, one hand reaching up to squeeze my nipple while the other digging into my butt.
“Aaah” I moaned, hoping that the sound of the party and music outside was enough to drown out my voice.
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His tongue shoved even deeper than before and I felt stars swim in front of my eyes.
“Damian!” I screamed as he moved up to bury that scream in his mouth while his fingers pumped in and out of me relentlessly.
“Give me more, Red”
Fuck!
The second orgasm hit even harder than the first. I screamed his name and he didn’t tell me to lower my voice as he licked me through every pulse, humming like he was savoring the way I fell apart for him, until I was limp and trembling and begging for a moment of mercy.
He gave me none.
Twice in a span of an hour was too much than my body could take. I was exhausted, spent and so deliciously sore.
Now, I just wanted to curl into a ball and fall asleep.
“Damian, I can’t…”
I began but he rose back over me, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and finally shoved his trousers the rest of the way down. 
The thick, flushed length of his cock sprang free. He notched the head against my entrance, still slick and swollen from his mouth and fingers, and pushed inside in one long, relentless thrust.
“Still think you can’t?”
Oh. My. Goddess!!
The stretch was intense. He was way too bigger than the two fingers had prepared me for. 
I cried out at the sudden fullness. He bottomed out with a low, guttural sound and then set a punishing rhythm of deep, hard strokes that rocked the bed and forced broken sounds from my throat with every impact. 
One of his hands stayed braced beside my head while the other returned to my breast, squeezing, pinching, and rolling the nipple in time with his thrusts. 
His mouth found mine again in a messy, open kiss that was more shared breath and claimed sounds I couldn’t imagine myself making given how utterly spent I was.
“This pussy is mine,” he growled against my lips. “Say it.”
I took a moment to breathe, not defy him but he pulled out like he was punishing me and yanked my hair.
“Don’t you dare anger me, Red or I will make you come for a hundred times more”
“I’m yours…”
“Louder!!!”
“Yours, Damian…ah…”
He hooked one of my legs over his elbow, opening me wider, and drove even deeper. The new angle made tears burst behind my eyes. 
And then he flipped me around even when the ribbon twisted my wrists a little, leaving bruise marks.
He adjusted my ass as I prepped my elbows over the pillows and pushed my knees apart.
One of my feet slipped against the sheet and his palm landed on my ass, leaving a stinging slap.
“Stay still. You fear you will die so I might as well properly and thoroughly fuck you”